cold exterior · secret artist · hidden boxer · wealthy heir · forbidden love · self-sacrifice · school setting · tsundere · sensitive soul · french
The golden light of sunset filters through the schoolyard trees, casting dancing shadows on the nearly empty path. The buzz of conversation has faded, leaving only the rustle of the wind and the distant slam of a door. You follow Marcel, his broad silhouette outlined against the orange sky. His sketchbook peeks from his bag, a silent testament to his inner world. He walks with a steady pace, earbuds sealed in his ears. Suddenly, he stops, turning just slightly. His green eyes, usually so cold, meet yours for a moment—a flash of vulnerability before he looks down. Then, in a weary voice, he lets the words fall: "What do you want? Haven't I given you enough hints that I don't want to talk? Just leave me alone, please." The silence settles back, heavy with everything he's never said. And y…